Is it ceiling wax? or sealing wax? hrm? I guess I've always thought of it as ceiling wax in my head, but sealing wax seems to make more sense honestly.....
I'm spending today to take care of me, as much as I can allow before going to Colombia. I've been battling colds and sickness on and off for the last several weeks I guess, and I've never gotten knock-down sick, but I've had several valiant staving offs. Go fresh carrot-orange juice, Amrit and Amazon herbs( my brother sells them- www.rainforestbio.com/tommymiller ) I'd like to travel in as stable a physical condition as I can muster up, because the trip itself is going to be stressful on my system, no matter how well it goes socially and emotionally. The week coming up is going to be hectic. I simply will not have enough time to finish everything I am supposed to, so what I really need to do is make some of my famous Heather lists and prioritize them. ( well, they are famous to ME anyway! ;) )
Oh, so I never did my hair last night. The package said your hair should have been washed 12 -24 hrs before, and my hair was super greasy, and it was getting late, so I waited till this morning. It's not super noticeable, but there's sort of a purply-red sheen to it, which is about what I wanted and expected. So there.
Last night I made cookies for Collin to take to Speech Comp, and talked with him about all things competition. (heh. MSAE calls it Speech Comp. FHS calls it Speech Contest. old habits die hard.) I also packed him up a bag of healthy snacks, and washed out a water bottle for him to take. We watched this really stupid web cartoon that was all about exploding things and lasted for HALF AN HOUR!!!!! my god. they usually are about 2 or 3 minutes. but it was the sort of thing, the longer you went with it, the more you actually wanted to get to the end. le sigh. ( linked for your viewing pleasure, if you have 1/2 an hour of your life to waste......)
Collin was SOOOOOOOOOO excited though, couldn't settle down really. "How do you live without Speech Contest?"
Me: "Why do you think I'm so into this improv group? And I'm so sad when people don't come?"
I ended up giving him a hand and foot massage with vata oil just before going to bed to help settle him down. "You're the best! You'd almost think you've done this before and know what sort of things you should and shouldn't do to prepare!" (Only like for 4 years in a row!)"I can't imagine how Hosbond must be tonight. Probably a wreck, playing Diablo II!" And luckily Tommy was still awake to put Collin's clothes in the dryer before bed, because I don't know that they would have dried in half an hour in the morning... And then he calls me from the high school, he forgot his deodorant, can I bring it to the parking lot? So I throw on my coat and zip over there. (It's like 3.5 blocks away) "You're the best 25 year old sister ever! I owe you a ride somewhere when I get my license!" "That's right!" Now that I have my own car and everything and really need rides ;-) yay. I think we ARE getting to be better friends. That's nice.
I need more soul time. I want to write poems again, so I can have a whole stack of them to set music to when I feel the urge. I want to make all sorts of presents for my friends. I want to write real letters on nice paper and make my own envelopes. I want to decorate my own apartment. I want to have coffee mornings with the girls. I want to make collages. I want to go to yoga more than every other week. I want to sing loud and have nimble fingers on the guitar, so the sounds I hear in my head can flow out of my fingers as easily as words flow out of my pencils and pens.
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